Life is Good

Was watching this advertisement from LG appliances. Its a lovely jingle, goes this way


"If life is o-k, lets make it bet-ter, 
If life is bet-ter, lets make it good, 
If life is Good, make it won-der-ful..
Wonderful for you and me..!


La-la-laa-la, la- la-laa- la"


Isn't that what most of us are always striving towards? Have we heard some say "oh what's his problem, he doesn't need to struggle so much - he's got everything he needs for a happy life - boy he's greedy!". But read those four lines again.. we are humans after all, we want to better our lives from where ever we are at - financially, intellectually, spiritually, emotionally, educationally, and wholly. That, I would think is an indicator of a healthy mind - which strives to get better and better at what ever it can get better at! Greed is indeed an important factor we want to stay away from - a topic I leave for another days' discussion. I don't want the essence of the above jingle be diluted with a debate.


After all, is it not the journey that is cherished the most during the celebration of any achievement?

What is Life?

I asked this question to a few of my good friends...
"Life is a combination of joy and sorrow"
"That which is not known but lived everyday"
"No idea... isn't it a magazine?" 
"Life is one way down stream"
"The question u asked is a very great one, even after 50 yrs we dont know, many didn't, some found it late in life"

very few found it early in life ..so dont worry abt that ok?"

and finally "Life is a Cosmic Drama"


Very profound indeed! 


Whatever it may be described as, we all know that the spirited component of any matter is what's termed as "life". Anything that's living, exuberates a certain radiance that we like to call "life" or "lively". As we live each day, its how much of life we are able to pour into our living days that determines how completely we may have lived our life. This theory is summed up beautifully in the saying "In the end it wont matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away!" I would like to add to that ".. and how many lives you touched whose breath you took away!"


As I write, I know of an amazing person - my husband's grandpa who is fighting for life. He is the best and most amazing human being I have met in my life. Always positive, always smiling, loving and caring. He makes you feel like your presence is a celebration! This is true of all the people who have known him. He has no bias, impartial, yet unconditional love showered by him on each one of us. Very learned, yet so humble. Of course its true that the most learned, are the most humble. 


We are very grateful to God to have given us such a magnanimous man as our grandpa. We all pray for a miracle - a miracle called life for him! for God's best creation on earth, who is fighting so hard for his life....


This makes me and most of us who are so close to grandpa, wonder about how worthwhile are we making our lives? As my friend said, Life is a Cosmic drama.. how well are we playing our role on the stage ? How well are we co-ordinating with our co-artists, in order to make the drama a success? Somethings we always introspect during such trying times, and conveniently forget as life goes on.. that is after all - the irony of Life.

Daffodil moments

A poem by William Wordsworth...

"I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils."

You must be wondering what a good old poem is doing on my blog. It has had a very profound impact on me since my childhood. For one, I never understood why someone would be in a "vacant or pensive mood". I do now! The scourges of growing up you may call it. We had this poem as a part of our school lessons. English subject to be precise.

Gradually then, I started to experience what may have triggered the poet to write this lovely poem. Since then, I have coined all the great moments of my life as "Daffodil moments". A few examples of my Daffodil moments: While in school, I participate in singing and acting and got applauded for great performance, I once had a stalker, and my dad chose to trust me vs being mad at me for having a guy stalk me (sounds odd, but most parents do blame their children when they feel helpless); when my mom took such great care of me while I was terribly sick, when my granny chose to name her grandson - he was born 10 years after she passed away and my cousin did name him Aditya Kashyap! When my music teacher decided to take us to Birla mandir for singing, the feeling of sitting int he marble temple with an audience...

Each of these moments has touched my heart so deep, that whenever these come to my mind, they fill my heart with great joy. As we grow older, I am sure many such great moments get added into our little memory basket like each lovely daffodil on the vast field in WW's poem.

Most of my daffodil moments when I look back, are the experiences that touch the heart.So my friends, go all out and let your memory baskets fill with great Daffodil moments, that can keep you going in any adversity! After all reality is that we are in an age and time of survival of the fittest, and indeed there are some things that money cant buy... but for everything else there's Mastercard - and to pay your bills, you need to slog. That's the harsh reality!